But obviously not in enough pain to stop me from doing a double update. >;D

I must say, I was quite upset to learn that the guys weren’t in the dorm because they were seeing Beast and Big Bang off. Really now? Beast and Big Bang are all big boys and can see themselves off! Aigoo! The moment Alex and I needed them most, they all pulled the “Oh, I’m in an idol group, so I gotta go everywhere my other band mates go ‘cause that’s what we Korean idols do when we’re in idol groups” deal and leave us! What the heck?! They are not physically attached to the hip, yet with the way they always follow each other around like lost puppy dogs, you wouldn’t know the difference until one of them leaves the group to go pee!

“Uki, left here,” Siwon said, pointing to the left.

“I know, I know,” I responded, giving him a dismissive wave of my hand.

I pulled up to Siwon’s apartment building and followed his pointing hand that I had the strongest urge to bite—it was right in front of my face! Wouldn’t you have the same urge?!—toward the parking garage. Pulling up into the spot labeled with his apartment number—which I don’t necessarily understand since he doesn’t have his own car to drive anyway—I cut the engine and unbuckled my seatbelt. Opening the driver’s door, I heard Siwon following suit, and not before long, we were in the elevator, heading up to his apartment on the 3^rd floor.

“Are you sure Alex left safely with Verni?” he asked as the numbers slowly rose.

“Yeah, yeah, yeah,” I muttered, giving him another dismissive wave of my hand. “I watched her leave myself. What time is it by the way?”

“Already verging on six in the afternoon,” he answered after checking his silver wristwatch.

“Six in the afternoon?! How in the hell did that happen?!” I exclaimed, turning and giving him a shocked look.

“Well, we were in that damn police station until almost five,” he answered logically.

“I was in that police station for over twelve. Hours!” I shouted in horror.

“Well… Yeah. To be honest with you, I’m not quite sure how you haven’t gone insane yet.”

“To be honest with you, I’m not quite sure why it ing took them so long to get me my damn results to the alcohol test,” I muttered under my breath, sulkily stalking out of the elevator once it reached the right floor.

“Hey now,” Siwon said, walking ahead of me so he could lead me to his apartment. “Watch your language, young lady.”

“Oh please,” I said, rolling my eyes at him.

He stopped in front of a red door in the hallway labeled with ‘126’ in gold, metal-plated numbers, and turned to face me, saying, “I’m serious, Uki. The moment you step past this door, you’re immediately in a curse-free zone.”

I sighed, pouting at him slightly, as I said, “Fine, fine. I promise I’ll actually watch my language around you.”

“Good girl,” he said, smiling slightly and ruffling my hair.

“Yah!” I exclaimed, fixing my hair and grabbing my duffel to follow him in. “Don’t do that!”

“I can’t help it! My little sister is just too cute!” he replied, sticking his key into the door and unlocking it. He was the first to walk inside and I followed him, my jaw dropping in surprise.

“This is where you live?” I asked, looking around the place in pure astonishment.

“Yep,” he said, looking around with a bored expression. “Why, you like it?”

“It’s better than the dorms!” I exclaimed with a slight laugh, kicking the door shut with my heel. I set my duffel on the floor by the shoes, and said, “Why didn’t you tell me you lived in sucha cool place?!”

“Well, I asked you when you first came, last year, to come live with me, but you said no,” he said, setting his keys on the counter as he went through some mail left sitting on the kitchen counter. “And besides. I know how much you love living in the middle of all the hustle and bustle, so I didn’t think you’d wanna be bothered with the details of where I lived.”

“You’re so mean from keeping sucha cool place from me!” I exclaimed, pouting at him once more. He looked up at me and simply flashed me that Siwon smile of his before returning his attention back to his mail.

I took this time to fully examine his apartment. I mean, this has got to be just about the coolest looking apartment I’ve ever seen in my life! And not to mention this thing was huge! I’m pretty sure it was the same size as the dorm that housed all of Super Junior, which honestly confused me seeing as how he’s the only one living here. At least… He better be the only one living here. I scowled at the thought of my brother having a female roommate and instead chose to focus on the apartment of itself. Instead of the standard hardwood or laminate flooring most apartments would have, this one came equipped with black 16x16 square tiles, each one spotted with tiny silver specks of paint. His furniture actually matched nicely, with a black leather couch as the main attraction, two white suede armchairs sitting perpendicular to the couch with a silver and glass coffee table sitting in between them, and a white suede loveseat sitting perpendicular on the other end of the couch so it formed a “U” facing the TV. There was a tall, black metal floor lamp sitting in the little nook formed between the couch and the loveseat, while another floor lamp sat in the corner behind the TV. And, my good Lord have mercy, the TV! That thing was a monster! It was probably a 65-inch flat-screen, making me wonder just who else he was entertaining—it better not be some random girl—in this apartment without my knowledge of it.

I walked up to the black-tiled fire place, which had a classy white mantle jutting out with various pictures sitting on it. There was Siwon and I at my high school graduation. Siwon and I at my graduation from Pepperdine. Siwon and I at my graduation from UCLA. Siwon and I at the birthday dinner they threw me the last time I was here visiting. Siwon and I before I flew out to Cambridge last year. My goodness, I never realized how close Siwon and I were. There wasn’t one picture of Siwon and Jiwon together! Well, save for the huge, framed family portrait hanging above the fireplace itself, but I don’t think that counted.

I turned from the fireplace and looked over the bar-like counter jutting from the wall that separated the kitchen from the living room, to see the kitchen of my dreams facing me. All. Stainless. Steel. Appliances. I almost squealed in joy when I saw that everything was stainless steel, while all the counters were black granite. My goodness! When did my brother get such good taste for interior design?! I’m so jealous! This is, like, way better than my apartment back in Cambridge!

“You look shocked,” Siwon said, finally looking up at me from his mail still in his hands.

“I am!” I exclaimed, still in awe by the awesomeness of this totally kick- apartment. Why did I say no to living here again?!

“Why? Typical bachelor apartment,” Siwon said dismissively.

“Totally not! You’re insane if you think that!” I exclaimed, staring at him in shock.

He chuckled slightly, finally setting the mail back down on the counter and turning to his fridge. “Are you hungry? You wanna cook something?”

“Like… Together?” I asked, walking around the counter in curiosity.

“Sure! Whatta you wanna cook?” he asked, turning away from the fridge and giving me an excited look.

“Siwon, aren’t you exhausted? Don’t you wanna sleep?” I asked, pulling myself up so I was sitting on the counter above the dishwasher.

“Uki, we haven’t had a chance to spend any time together since you first got here from Cambridge. You’re always with Donghae these days, and it makes me sad that we haven’t had brother-sister bonding time in sucha long time. So I’m gonna get the most I can outta this one night, and neither of us are gonna be sleeping, ara?” he asked with that smile on his face again.

I sighed and nodded. “Arasso. Can I at least change first?”

“Yeah. Your bathroom’s gonna be down that hallway. Second door on the right,” he answered, going back and digging around for some ingredients in the fridge.

I hopped off the counter and nodded, going back to my duffel sitting in the same place I had left it last, and followed his directions to the bathroom. The moment I opened the bathroom door, I was astounded. Again, it stuck with the reoccurring theme of black and silver, which was made obvious with the same black tiles from the living room and the silver sink, bathtub, and toilet. I must say, however, that I was quite impressed by the fact that he managed to pull of black walls, which he balanced out with a silver shelf sitting above the toilet with six or seven white and black towels folded on top and a single white orchid sitting in a stylish black vase. Aigoo. I’m officially jealous of the fact that my big brother can decorate better than I can. It’s not normal!

Pouting, I turned to my duffel and pulled my face wash, toothbrush, toothpaste—even if he had already supplied me with toothpaste—and hair brush out. Placing them all nice and neatly on the black counter, I quickly made myself feel at home. Sighing in content, I pulled out my pair of pajamas—a pair of black Sophie shorts and a loose white V—and quickly changed. I didn’t dwell too much on my appearance—who do I have to impress? It’s only Siwon after all—after I pulled my hair up into a messy bun and quickly headed out of the bathroom toward what I was assuming to be the guest bedroom. I opened the door and was astonished once more. Siwon, I hate you for being so good at interior decorating! I don’t understand! I don’t know anybody else that could pull off black walls for a bedroom, along with a giant king-sized, suspended bed in the middle of the room, equipped with black, fluffy-looking comforters, about six giant, insanely soft-looking pillows piled against the black wooden headboard, and a thinner white blanket folded neatly at the foot of the bed.

There was a black rug sitting beneath the suspended bed and a white, wooden nightstand sitting on the ground beside the bed as well. There were two white metal floor lamps in the room, one in each corner of the wall the headboard was facing. Across the foot of the bed sat a simple white, wooden dresser with some fresh black and white towels folded on top as well. Instead of black tile in this room, snow-white carpet adorned the floors, and I must say, I never would have thought that so much black in one apartment would look good, but obviously, it does! Aigoo. I’m so jealous.

Sighing, I set my duffel down on the ground and shut the light, heading back down the hallway and toward the kitchen to see Siwon already setting various ingredients out on the counters. He turned when he heard me walking and smiled, motioning me to come closer with his hand.

“I hate you,” I said simply once I was standing next to them.

“May I ask why?” he asked, his eyebrow cocked in question.

“You’re so good at interior decorating! I’m jealous!” I replied, pouting sulkily as I began rifling through the various vegetables on the counter.

He chuckled at me, shaking his head slightly. “I only picked the designs. You act as though I were the one who put it all together.”

“I don’t care. I never would have been able to come up with this,” I said, still pouting.

He laughed, ruffling my hair as he said, “D’aww, my baby sister’s so cute. Now whatta you in the mood to make?”

“I’m craving some epic fried rice,” I answered immediately.

“Fried rice it is then,” he said with a smile, setting the stuff we’d need for the fried rice aside.

I was suddenly thankful for the fact that cooking was a skill both Siwon and I shared as we began going through the process of making fried rice. I decided I wanted to handle the chicken, so while he began preparing the vegetables, I began washing the chicken s in the sink, making sure it was clean, before bringing it over to the cutting board and cutting the chicken s. We talked about everything while we were cooking, yet it was an unspoken agreement that we wouldn’t bring Troy up. Trust me. I did not wish to speak of Troy, not after the douche bag move he pulled despite the fact that I had allowed him to stay in our house with us. We talked about how his and Hye Rin’s date went—I was very upset about the fact that I managed to miss this date and didn’t have a chance to kill the stupid chick—and soon got into the matter of how school was going. It wasn’t before long that we had the chicken and vegetables cooking in the steaming pan, soon adding in the rice and seasoning. In bout another ten minutes or so, we had a giant plate of fried rice to finish between the two of us.

“C’mon. Let’s go eat,” he said, picking the plate up and bringing it toward the living room.

I followed him with two spoons and two bottles of water, making sure to shut the kitchen light off before joining him on the floor with the plate of fried rice sitting on the glass coffee table in front of the couch. I handed him a spoon and he took it, messing with the remote of his TV. Before I knew it, “Cinderella’s Sister” was playing on the enormous TV, Taecyeon’s character trying to force the main chick—what was the character’s name? Oh yeah, Eun Jo—to eat. I smiled at his choice of movie and began eating.

“So tell me something. You and Donghae?” he asked, giving me a questioning look while he also began eating.

“What about us?” I asked, chewing my food thoughtfully.

“Are you guys totally okay now? Like… No more tension?”

I shook my head with a smile on my face, taking another spoonful of the fried rice into my mouth. “Nope. We’re totally okay. I’ve decided that I don’t care what happens from now on. I’m not letting anybody else get in between him and me. I love him way too much to let some petty troubles tear us apart. Unless, of course, he does something stupid, in which case, it’s over for good. I’m sick and tired of us breaking up and getting back together again. It’s tiring, it’s annoying, and it’s emotionally draining.”

“Chyeah,” he said, rolling his eyes. “Imagine how the rest of us feel, especially someone like me who gets stuck in the middle. I mean, who are you supposed to choose in a situation like that? While you’re my sister whom I love unconditionally, Donghae’s also someone who’s become my brother in the past years. It’s frustrating.”

I pouted slightly at the prospect of making him choose between Donghae and I. I never once even took this into consideration. Aigoo. I feel horrible now. “I’m sorry.”

“Don’t be. It’s not as if they’re ever hard choices for me to make, seeing as how as it’s usually Donghae’s fault to begin with,” he reassured me with a smile.

I smiled as well. He was right. It has been far too long since he and I have shared our brother-sister moment and it does make me slightly sad that I’ve been ignoring him recently in favor of Donghae. Aigoo. I’m a horrible sister! He’s been here for me all this time, and what have I been doing? Getting myself caught up with all my own drama and choosing, instead, to fawn over my boyfriend! I mentally scolded myself as Siwon and I worked on finishing the rest of the fried rice, which was honestly enough to feed, like, five people. The moment we set our spoons down on the plate, I began questioning how in the world he finished without exploding in the process of doing so.

“Aigoo. I feel like I can’t walk anymore. I needa waddle everywhere now,” I said, leaning back against the couch and folding my hands over my tiny food baby.

Siwon laughed at me, groaning as he also laid back against the couch. “I can’t breathe right now. Why did we cook so much?!”

“’Cause we’re stupid?” I asked with a laugh.

He began laughing as well and stood, pulling me up along with him without any word of warning whatsoever.

“Yah!” I exclaimed as he dragged me after him down the hallway. “Where are we going?!”

“I just wanna see if you found your room alright,” he said, opening the door I had opened first. He scoffed when he saw my duffel sitting on the floor and rolled his eyes. “Figured.”

“What? I asked, pulling my arm from his grasp and straightening my shirt.

“You found my room,” he said, turning to face me.

“This is your room?!” I asked, my eyes widening in shock.

He laughed at my shocked expression and nodded, walking toward the bed and flopping down on it. The bed swung for a moment, but I must say that I was quite shocked to see that it didn’t crash to the floor. He nonchalantly stripped his shirt off, throwing it into an open hamper in the corner, leaving him lying there with only his black and red basketball shorts on. He rolled over so he was now lying on his stomach and facing me, and patted the empty space beside him. I rolled my eyes and kicked the door shut with my heel, slowly making my way over before jumping on top of him.

I laughed when I heard him groaning in pain but quickly rolled off so my head was now resting on his back. He still lay there, breathing hard for a moment, before rolling again so my head was resting against his stomach.

“I’m gonna strangle you the next time you do something like that,” he said, still taking slow breaths.

I giggled, turning my head to look up at him. “Sowwie, oppa~”

“Yeah, yeah, yeah,” he said, rolling his eyes. “But since you did that, you owe me now.”

“Hmm… Whatta you want?” I asked, a contemplative look on my face.

“A story. An honest story, without any stretching of the truth, and from beginning to end,” he said.

“It depends on what the story is,” I replied simply.

“The story between you and Donghae. How you guys met, how you guys began going out, what your relationship was like, everything.”

“Um… Are you sure about that, Siwon? You wanna know… Everything that happened between Donghae and I?” I asked hesitantly.  

“Everything. I promise I won’t judge or… Kill Donghae,” he stated reassuringly.

I sighed, shaking my head slightly as I said, “Alrightyy. You asked for it. Hmm… When did I first meet Donghae? It was when I was eleven, and umma, appa, Jiwon, and I had come to pick you up for the holidays. You remember that day, right? The day that I completely burned that choreographer.”

I felt him chuckle slightly as he said, “Oh, yes. I definitely remember that day.”

I chuckled slightly as well as I said, “Well, that was when I first met him. And, what can I say? He was cute, he was funny, he was strange, he was weird, he was out of the ordinary, he was sweet, he was sappy, he was a romanticist, he was an amazing dancer, he was an awesome singer, he was pretty much every girl’s dream guy wrapped up all in one. I couldn’t help but to crush on him. Fast forwarding a bit to when I was fourteen, he asked me out on a simple date. You have no idea just how hesitant I was to saying yes, one, because he was six years older than me, and two, because I knew you’d probably end up killing him. But… I couldn’t pass it up, so I said yes.”

“Did you regret saying yes to him?” Siwon asked, randomly playing with my hair at this point.

I sighed. “When the Jessica incident happened I did. When I walked into that hotel room and saw him with her, I left that place practically screaming at myself for being so stupid for saying yes to him in the first place. I asked myself what crack-induced thought process was going through my head when I had said yes to him, and even questioned all those times when he told me he loved me, all those times he kissed me, all those times we—”

I abruptly paused, not sure if I wanted to continue on. I mean… You all know what kinda relationship Donghae and I shared… Siwon doesn’t know, though.

“You guys…?” Siwon asked, looking at me with his eyebrow cocked in question.

I sighed. “Siwon, can we please skip this part of the story?”

“Nope. I wanna know everything,” he said with finality in his tone.

I sighed again. “Fine, but I’m not gonna be using any euphemistic language about any of this, is that understood?”

“I’d agree if I knew what euphemistic meant, but alright,” he replied, shrugging his shoulders slightly.

“Fine. Don’t say I didn’t warn you. All those times we almost came close to having ,” I blatantly stated, causing him to flinch slightly. I smirked. “I told you. He and I… We shared a messy relationship so to speak.”

“I had my suspicions… I don’t wanna accept them as truth,” he said in a dark voice.

“Well, accept it. It almost happened between us. Multiple times. I dunno. It was always a ‘caught-up-in-the-heat-of-the-moment’ type deal, but we’ve always managed to stop before it actually happened.” I sighed, staring at my hands I had folded on my stomach as I continued on with, “I felt stupid for ever even allowing him to come close to having with me. I figured, why not? He was my first kiss, so he might as well be my first time, but something always stopped me in the end, and if it wasn’t me who stopped it, he always found it in himself to stop before it was too late.”

“Okay, fast forward again. I don’t wanna hear about my baby sister’s, er… Almost stories,” Siwon said, and I had to laugh at the disgusted look on his face and the disgusted tone in his voice.

Hey. I freaking warned him, did I not?

“Hmm… I think you know about the whole Jessica thing. Donghae, the freaking douche, decided it’d be perfectly fine to cheat on me with her—whether or not they did anything, I don’t know, and I don’t want to know—and I eventually found out when Jessica called and told me. Oh boy, you should have seen the look on Donghae’s face when he saw me in that hotel room, all dressed up in a brand new dress, head full of curls, new makeup style, new jewelry, new everything, all for our two-year anniversary date, which he was also getting ready for. He looked so handsome and everything, in the middle of pulling on his black bowtie that matched his black suit. Too bad Jessica was there as an ugly accessory.”

“Ahh, I remember when this happened. He had flown out to LA to visit you, didn’t he? He was all excited, too, and that was the night I broke every single plate in the dorm when you called me in tears over that stupid idiot,” Siwon said in a bitter, reminiscent tone.

“Mhm. I kind of, um… Destroyed DBSK’s little dorm thing they were renting out when they were over there. I felt kinda bad that I was scary enough to scare all of them—even Jaejoong, who you’d think wouldn’t be scared of anything—into hiding in a closet until I left. Only Yunho was the brave enough soul to try and console me.” I sighed, shaking my head slightly at the sad memory of feeling so utterly alone. “It was a scary feeling, realizing that I was alone in all of this. No one was there for me. Not even Michelle, who was my absolute best friend at the time, could have cheered me up, and obviously, Jiwon and I weren’t on speaking terms, and you were halfway around the world! I had no one that night, so I left feeling alone, stupid, and betrayed. Trust me when I tell you that it was the worst feeling combination in the world.”

“I’m sorry,” he apologized sadly, his words ending off in a slight sigh.

“It’s not your fault. It was my own fault for being stupid enough to believe that a teenage girl like me could ever make it work with a fully grown man like him. I was stupid. Fifteen and twenty-one? That was, like, illegal. I mean, I get that it doesn’t seem so bad of an age difference now that we’re both grown up, but still. Looking back on it now, it’s still ridiculous. And then, after all that heartbreak, Troy and I sorta happened. I’m not going into the details of that relationship ‘cause you didn’t ask for that story. But yeah, that’s pretty much everything between Donghae and me, from beginning to end. And here we are today, disgusting everyone every single day with our ‘lovey dovey’ actions.”

“Ugh. Don’t even remind me. Seeing you both making out every day makes my stomach churn every time,” Siwon said, rolling his eyes.

“We do not make out in front of you guys!” I exclaimed defensively, reaching up a hand and hitting him on the chest.

“You might as well be!” Siwon yelled, grabbing my wrist and stopping me before I could hit him again.

“Aigoo. You act as though we sit there and literally make out in front of you guys. Trust me when I say that you have not seen a true make out session.”

“And I better never see one between you and Donghae either!” Siwon exclaimed, making me giggle slightly at the look on his face.

“Your facial expressions are weird,” I said, reaching up and poking him in the cheek with my finger.

His face fell and he gave me a flat stare before he leaned forward and bit my finger.

“Ow!” I yelled, ripping my finger away from him.

“That’s what you get,” he replied, sticking his tongue out at me.

I narrowed my eyes and smiled mischievously before slowly reaching my finger back toward his cheek. He made the act of biting me again, but I quickly pulled my finger back, making him bite air. I giggled as I reached back and repeated the action of pulling away and making him snap at the thin air. Aigoo. I feel as though we’re children again! He and I used to do this all the time, except for the fact that he would get upset since I would always manage to bite him and he would always miss.

“Ow!” I yelled once more when he managed to bite me for real. I pulled my finger away and pouted at him.

“Ha. My reflexes have improved with age, dear. You can’t win against me anymore,” he said with a smug smirk on his face.

Oh my gosh, we were thinking about the same childhood memory. How weird!

“Siwon, can I confess something to you…?” I asked suddenly.

“Of course,” he said immediately.

I smiled at the fact that he was so ready to listen to anything I had to say. I took a deep breath, shutting my eyes for a moment, and said, “So I was reading through some fan comments online. And I heard a rumor going around that you guys—by you guys, I mean Super Junior-M—are going to Taiwan for two months… Is that true?”

He sighed for a moment before nodding and saying, “Yeah. We’re leaving four days after ‘Perfection’ debuts so we can do promotions and whatnot.”

“When does that debut by the way?” I asked hesitantly, not sure if I wanted the answer after all.

“The twenty-first of February…”

“The twenty-first of… But… That’s tomorrow…” I trailed. Oh gosh…

“Um, yeah, it is,” he answered, coughing slightly.

I sighed. “Two months?”

“Well, you’ve spent longer with us. I don’t think two months is any big deal,” he said, not exactly understanding what it was that I was hinting at.

“Siwon, you don’t understand. This is kinda my confession. I just had to confirm if it were true or not,” I said, twisting my head so I could look at him.

“I don’t understand what you’re confessing to me,” he said, looking down at me as well.

“I’m… I’m not going with you guys to Taiwan.”

It was silent for a moment before he asked, “Does Donghae know this?”

“…No…”

“Oh… I get it now.”

I sighed and sat up, crossing my legs neatly in front of me and staring at my hands for a moment. “I dunno what to do, oppa. Like… I wanna go… But I can’t.” I looked up at him to see that he also pulled himself up into a sitting position so he could talk to me. “Daesung’s not clear outta the woods yet. I can’t just defend him and pick up and leave him for two months. I have to be there for him. I refuse to leave him when he needs someone there for him.”

“Uki… Do you realize that Donghae and I are actually gonna be staying in Taiwan longer than everybody else because of ‘Skip Beat’ filming?” he asked, giving me a questioning look.

“What?! When did this happen?! Aigoo! Oppa!”

“What! I’m sorry, but it’s true! Uki, Donghae’s not gonna take this news very well.”

“Don’t you think I know that already?!” I snapped, pouting slightly. “I’ve been thinking about this all day yesterday, even during my meeting with those people. I was so distracted. Siwon, I don’t know what to doooooo.” I pouted even more and leaned forward until my forehead was resting on his chest, my eyes shut. “Help meeeeeee.”

“Uki, I don’t think there’s anything I can tell you to do. Your mind’s made up at this point, and I’m not gonna tell you to go somewhere just because. This is your decision, not mine,” he said, my back in a soothing manner.

I breathed in irritation and continued pouting as I said, “I don’t wanna hurt Donghae, though.”

“I’m sure Donghae will understand, don’t worry,” he said.

“You don’t understand, Siwon. By the time he gets back, from both promotions and filming, I won’t be here anymore. Which means… These last five days are kinda it for Donghae and I for the next year since I’m going back to school full time to fully focus on my PhD.”

“What’re you trying to say? You don’t… You don’t think you guys are gonna break up over this, do you?” he asked me, giving me a look of shock.

I shrugged slightly. “I don’t know what I’m thinking anymore. Everything in my life is beyond uncertain and I’m kinda sick and tired of it. I… I want sureness in my life, I want guarantees in my life, I want security in my life. And as of right now, I’m not getting any of that.”

“You’re sure of, you’re guaranteed of, and you’re secure of one thing, Uki, let’s not forget,” he told me, giving me a meaningful look.

“Oh? And what’s that?” I asked in return.

“The fact that you’re in love with Donghae and that he’ll always be there for you. Trust me. If there’s one thing I’ve ever learned about this love business is that the worst thing you can do for love is deny it, so when you find that special someone, don’t let anyone or anything get in your way. Live by that rule, Uki, and you’ll have all the sureness, guarantees, and security you could ever want.”

I smiled at this as I threw my arms around his waist and hugged him tightly, murmuring, “Have I ever told you how much I love you, oppa?”

“Not recently, but it’s always nice to hear,” he returned with a slight laugh, also hugging me back.

I have the best freaking big brother in the whole entire world, and there’s nothing any of you can say that will change that.

 

Lol. I lied at the beginning. I am in so much pain, I started crying. -__-

Aigoo. It hurts soooo bad< / 3

Any who, I know I said I'd probably take a week from updating, but I love you guys so much, I ended up DOUBLE ING UPDATING<3

Okay... I think that's it. Lol. Any who... The pain, plus the swollenness of my cheeks, plus the pain meds that are making me loopy, is making me wanna go to sleep. It doesn't help, either, that I stayed up until 2:27 in the morning to finish writing and editing this thing for you guys. xD

And I kept falling asleep while editing that last part, so apologies in advance if there are any mistakes. :P

Aigoo. Siwon's so hot<3